Post by SteveMurdock on Jun 24, 2019 18:39:50 GMT -5
The scene opens in the boiler room area of the arena in Ibiza, where we see a broken and beaten Steve Murdock slumped against the wall, his kendo stick, steel chair, and barbed wire wrapped 2X4 on the floor around him.
The red face paint he sported in his match at Anarchy 49 against D has smeared off, revealing the burns marks left over from the fireball Andi Snow used on him not too long ago.
”What do I do now!!!”, he screams as he smashes his fists against the brick wall, causing his knuckles to bleed and absolutely no damage to wall, emblematic of his run of luck as of late.
He turns back to his “tools of the trade” a lopsided smile on his face.
SM:”Kenny..”
He picks up the somewhat cracked kendo stick, a pair of mismatched googily eyes hastily hot glued to them.
SM:”You were my first friend, and one of the few to stand behind through all of this...”
Murdock hugs the kendo stick like an old friend, swinging it wildly left and right.
SM:”But, I’ve got to be better to win a second chance at the Anarchy championship, and you haven’t helped at all lately!”
He snaps the kendo stick over his right knee, splinter flying everywhere, tossing the remainder of “Kenny” aside, he picks up the chair.
SM:”Oh Charlie, you were my best chance against D, I even lent you to him when we surrounded by the security team in our lumberjack match.”
Picking up the chair, we notice that’s dented, likely from Steve’s face, but another pair of googily eyes, these bloodshot are glued to the back rest of the chair.
SM:”And you let him betray me!!”
He smacks himself with the chair until a cut opens up above his right eye, the blood dripping down his face.
SM:”Ah, but you Barbie, you’ll never betray me..”
Steve tosses the chair aside, clanging against the wall, and leans down, picking up the barbed wire wrapped 2x4, coddling it like a newborn child in his arms.
The 2x4 has big anime-esque googily eyes glued to it, which shake up and down as he rubs the wire against his cheek, leaving smalls cuts and scratches on his face.
SM:”Joe, you and I have faced each other before and I defeated you easily without having to bring Barbie to the party, but since I’m sure you’ve always wanted to have a threesome, I’ll bring her, you just be sure to bring all the protection you can with you, you’ll need, Barbie likes it rough you might say.”
SM:”Caleb, maybe your a monster, maybe you have a skin condition, or maybe just maybe you’re as crazy as I am, and need help with your delusions of adequacy, which coincidently enough, Barbie has a degree or two in mental health.
He stands up, picks Charlie back up from the floor and sits down, clenching the 2x4 in his hands, blood dripping down on the floor.
SM:”And by that I mean, I’ll gladly use your scaly little head for batting practice with her as my assistant, and then we’ll who’s truly the King of Monsters.”
SM:”And as for Miss Rader, this is likely your first step into the larger world of professional wrestling, and Barbie is an excellent guide in the ways of pain, punishment and bloodshed, so you’ll be in good hands, I promise.”
The red face paint he sported in his match at Anarchy 49 against D has smeared off, revealing the burns marks left over from the fireball Andi Snow used on him not too long ago.
”What do I do now!!!”, he screams as he smashes his fists against the brick wall, causing his knuckles to bleed and absolutely no damage to wall, emblematic of his run of luck as of late.
He turns back to his “tools of the trade” a lopsided smile on his face.
SM:”Kenny..”
He picks up the somewhat cracked kendo stick, a pair of mismatched googily eyes hastily hot glued to them.
SM:”You were my first friend, and one of the few to stand behind through all of this...”
Murdock hugs the kendo stick like an old friend, swinging it wildly left and right.
SM:”But, I’ve got to be better to win a second chance at the Anarchy championship, and you haven’t helped at all lately!”
He snaps the kendo stick over his right knee, splinter flying everywhere, tossing the remainder of “Kenny” aside, he picks up the chair.
SM:”Oh Charlie, you were my best chance against D, I even lent you to him when we surrounded by the security team in our lumberjack match.”
Picking up the chair, we notice that’s dented, likely from Steve’s face, but another pair of googily eyes, these bloodshot are glued to the back rest of the chair.
SM:”And you let him betray me!!”
He smacks himself with the chair until a cut opens up above his right eye, the blood dripping down his face.
SM:”Ah, but you Barbie, you’ll never betray me..”
Steve tosses the chair aside, clanging against the wall, and leans down, picking up the barbed wire wrapped 2x4, coddling it like a newborn child in his arms.
The 2x4 has big anime-esque googily eyes glued to it, which shake up and down as he rubs the wire against his cheek, leaving smalls cuts and scratches on his face.
SM:”Joe, you and I have faced each other before and I defeated you easily without having to bring Barbie to the party, but since I’m sure you’ve always wanted to have a threesome, I’ll bring her, you just be sure to bring all the protection you can with you, you’ll need, Barbie likes it rough you might say.”
SM:”Caleb, maybe your a monster, maybe you have a skin condition, or maybe just maybe you’re as crazy as I am, and need help with your delusions of adequacy, which coincidently enough, Barbie has a degree or two in mental health.
He stands up, picks Charlie back up from the floor and sits down, clenching the 2x4 in his hands, blood dripping down on the floor.
SM:”And by that I mean, I’ll gladly use your scaly little head for batting practice with her as my assistant, and then we’ll who’s truly the King of Monsters.”
SM:”And as for Miss Rader, this is likely your first step into the larger world of professional wrestling, and Barbie is an excellent guide in the ways of pain, punishment and bloodshed, so you’ll be in good hands, I promise.”
